Entertainment Book Review: One Red Dog

At the Wel­ling­tonista we don’t often give props to less con­sciously hip­ster places like One Red Dog, even though their con­tin­ued suc­cess shows they have a devoted fol­low­ing. Today we dis­covered one of the reas­ons why this devoted fol­low­ing might exist.

Review after the jump.

Turning Chinese

Longxi­ang Res­taur­ant, on Dix­on St oppos­ite the cow­boy (or where the Cow­boy was), came highly recom­men­ded to me. The lovely Miss Fur eats her lunch there on a fre­quent basis (hey stalk­ers, she’s single!), and my fath­er has told me a couple of times about how he took a couple of vis­it­ing Chinese dig­nit­ar­ies for din­ner there and they returned three times dur­ing their vis­it, (hav­ing decided anoth­er Chinese res­taur­ant they went to was rub­bish).

And if real Chinese people from China like it, it must be good, authen­t­ic, and tasty, right? I decided to test it out for myself, hav­ing pre­vi­ously only tried takeaways that suffered from long delays before we got to eat them, which is hardly a sport­ing chance.

So after the Beck­on VIP night, I grabbed my con­stant res­taur­ant buddy/sister Kar­en, as well as the Wellingtonista’s Hadyn and the delight­ful Amy and set out to give it a go.

Review after the jump.

Taking the Good with the Bad

Vege Long Shot

Although Tom beat me to the chase on post­ing about the Wait­angi Park Mar­kets I thought I would sup­ple­ment his post with a few secrets from the mar­kets he may just have over­looked.

What I’ve enjoyed about the mar­kets, apart from haul­ing my sorry tuck­us out of bed at 8 or 9am on a Sunday, is the way it’s some­thing of a little com­munity.

vension man

Mind you, it’s a com­munity made up of people whose names I don’t know, and there’s even a few I for­got to pho­to­graph. But you get the gist.

Ven­sion guy here, for example, sells some pretty good salami. They’re brought in from some whole­saler called Base­Camp. We’ve got one hanging in the pantry gradu­ally aging. It’s covered in a white mold and is start­ing to get prop­erly stinky. Will prob­ably use it on a pizza, or maybe in an anti­pasto of some kind.

baker

This guy on the oth­er hand might look like the fish­mon­ger from the Asterix books, but he actu­ally makes a pretty good vari­ety of rus­tic breads.

We call him, “the nine-grain man”, because makes this fant­ast­ic bread. Keeps for about a week, and takes a whole lot of eat­ing. It’s not del­ic­ate and refined like Moulin Bakery, but… who cares! You need to be mak­ing door­stop sand­wiches? Get on down the mar­ket.

Soup’s up!

Appar­ently it is Nation­al Soup Week, and since we of course believe everything that mar­ket­ing people tell us, we’d like to know where the best soup in Wel­ling­ton can be found. Is it served in bread at Kapai? Whatever it is at The’Ho that Gemma from Tex­ture obsesses over? Some­thing from the ever-expand­ing Wish­bone? Or is there really no bet­ter soup than Con­tin­ent­al Cream’o Veget­able cup’o soup served in a mug under a duvet on a couch to fight off a hangover?

Entertainment Book review: Medina

MedinaOnce again, I had left my book at home some­where, so it was anoth­er gold card res­taur­ant that was needed. Since my oth­er sis­ter decided to gate­crash our party, a total dis­count ven­ue, rather than a two-for-one mains was desire­able. And because it was cold and I was lazy and did­n’t feel like walk­ing any­where, some­where on the bus route home was needed – prefer­ably some­where that I could get a big plate of hearti­ness at. Med­ina was decided upon, as it seems to have beaten the curse that made oth­er res­taur­ants in its loc­a­tion at 18 Cam­bridge Ter­race close down very rap­idly. The review is after the jump.

Food! Show!

Hur­ray, it’s finally here. You know how we feel about the Food Show, so really, noth­ing more needs to be said except for what bet­ter way to drink off your hangover from Coun­try Club: Eng­land?

Entertainment book: 88

Hav­ing recently pur­chased an enter­tain­ment book through the social club at work, I am determ­ined to get more than my money’s worth out of it, so I’m going to try and work my way through it sys­tem­at­ic­ally.

First up I wanted a quick din­ner before bowl­ing, and since I did­n’t have the book with me, only the gold card, it had to be some­where in the ‘fine din­ing’ sec­tion, and it had to be some­where in the Cour­tenay Quarter to be near The Lanes. A quick search on their web­site led me to 88 on Tory Street.

Your fortnight in coffee

Fairtrade Fort­night star­ted yes­ter­day, so I’m sure you’re keen to do your bit to make the world a bet­ter place. The Wel­ling­tonista would, there­fore, like you to help us do a little research.

There are a lot of cof­fee com­pan­ies in Wel­ling­ton who now offer fairtrade beans. We want you to get drink­ing and tell us what the best ones are. You can use the fairtrade loc­at­or to start your search, but it may be a little out of date – there is no Malo Cafe any­more, for example – so it might be best if you ask your favour­ite cafes if they have fairtrade beans – and if they don’t, ask them why the hell they don’t. Go forth and caffinate!

Wellingtonista boos: ads on our sacred space

Adjust­ing to the new offices on Lamb­ton Quay has­n’t been easy, and a huge part of the prob­lem has been try­ing to get into a new cof­fee routine. That is why it’s so dis­tress­ing that Fresco*, which sells Mojo cof­fee, is now using takeaway cups prin­ted with Tele­com advert­ising. How many minutes will I spend think­ing about cof­fee over the next two years? A lot more than I’ll think about switch­ing to Tele­com, you punks. Even if I had­n’t had my voda­fone num­ber since it was Bell South, there’s no way I’d switch now. Leave me alone and stop hound­ing me when all I am try­ing to do is wake up!

* Yes, their takeaway lattes are $4.50, but their muffins are $2.50, so break­fast is only 20 cents more expens­ive than get­ting a cheese scone and cof­fee from Kyrani.

Kai in our puku

bread bowlsRecently we asked you where the best places to eat on Lamb­ton Quay are, and nat­ur­ally, the inter­net word-of-mouth answered: Kapai Salads in Lamb­ton Square.

There’s plenty of reas­ons to love Kapai, includ­ing:

  • Whānau: Every­one knows someone who knows the own­ers, hence the mass emails and bul­let­in board post­ings about the shop.
  • Mata: Your salad will be freshly made right in front of you, and you will get to choose the ingre­di­ants your­self. No droopy lettuce and skanky­ass grated cheese here, no no.
  • Tai­ao: The soup is served in bowls made out of bread, while salads are served in potato­paks (which you prob­ably would­n’t want to eat, although tech­nic­ally they’re safe enough to), min­im­ising envir­on­ment­al dam­age. Plus, the cof­fee’s fair trade.

We’d like them to offer lists of avail­able ingre­di­ants and make it a little clear­er which are the gour­met ones that’ll set you back an extra $1.50, but when you can get a roc­quette, falafel and feta salad with aioli in less than five minutes and feel good about doing it, you’ll def­in­itely be going back.